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Originally Posted by arthurfellill
Would love to hear more about your exhibitionist friend in high school. Do you have any stories about her?
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Oh yes. She was quite a girl.
Bearing in mind that this was France in the 80's. Much different time and place.
We were at the same middle school, were casual acquaintances, and she lived in the apartment building right across from mine. There was a rumour going around that Valerie didn't like to wear clothes. I didn't pay it much attention. Until one day when I was in my room - probably beating off as I usually did back in those days - when I peered across the complex and saw what seemed to be a naked woman walking around on her balcony and sitting down, now out of sight. I immediately grabbed my binoculars (I was a pervy voyeur back then as well) and focused in on her, with one hand on my cock waiting patiently. After a few minutes the woman got up - beautiful tits in full view - and I immediately recognized the naked girl on the balcony: it was Valerie. Someone seemed to call her from inside the house and I got a good look at her naked ass as she walked back inside the apartment. Boy I couldn't wait to tell my friends!
That was a mistake. I told one friend, who then told others; and pretty soon the news got across the school. Some assholes sl*t-shamed her and I was blamed for it. Valerie didn't talk to me again. It was like a bad episode of "13 reasons why."
A couple of years went by. Whenever she'd see me she'd ignore or avoid me. We went to the same high school, and in our sophomore year ended up in the same class. We didn't talk at first; then one day we ended up on the same group assignement. She broke the ice, and we started talking again. Eventually she brought up the incident and how it ruined her middle school year. I apologized profusely, and being that at the time I was an nerdy "A" student, I decided to help her with her grades and regained her trust by providing her with a lot of "A's." We became friends after that.
That following summer I was sitting bored at home when I decided to give her a call since I knew she was spending the summer alone. I invited her to go to the public pool with me. Now, back then was the height of the "topfree movement" in France. As a pervy voyeur, I lived for the summer, where I could go to public pools or the park and see tits all summer long. Many of my classmates and friends went topless; and after a whole year being around them, then was the time to finally get to see their tits. Toplessness was practiced strictly for sunbathing though; most girls kept on their tops and only took it off to lay down and sunbathe, putting it back on to swim, socialize or walk around.
But after Valerie and I split up to change and agreed to meet by the locker room exit, I was in for a surprise. She came out completely topless! She had, by far, the most beautiful tits at the pool that day. Large, tan, firm with dark brown nipples and thick areolas. She hadn't even bothered bringing a top! As I sat next to her, I had the hardest time not leering at her tits; but after the voyeuring incident back in middle school, I certainly wasn't going to make her feel self-conscious now. But her tits were so magnificent that I struggled all day!
It was shortly after that she finally "came out" to me.
Before she moved to the city, she lived on a farm in rural France. There was a pond near her house. Some of the neighboring kids would come over and skinny-dip in the pond. Valerie started joining them; and because the pond was so close, she soon started just walking over there naked and staying naked when she got back home. When her parents moved, she kept her love of nudity by sunbathing nude on her balcony and staying nude inside the house as well.
After she broke the story to me she started inviting me to come to her place more often. She didn't have too many friends who were ok with her nudity. I told her to not worry about me. One day she invited me for dinner with the parents. All she was wearing was a bathrobe, and she had left it open. That's when her parents told me that she was usually nude at home, that she was just wearing the bathrobe for "my comfort", and that she often had dinner naked. What cool parents! Anyway, as we ate and socialized, her bathrobe came open: a tit slipped out, her bush showed when she sat on the couch; and again I had to muster all my mental strength to not lose it.
Finally one day I called her up to see what she was doing. She was at home just relaxing, and told me to just let myself in when I came over. I did, walked into the living room and saw that she was on her balcony. I walked out, and I found her completely naked, reading a book. She just smiled at me and I sat down next to her. We chatted for a while and she didn't show an ounce of embarrassment. She was appreciative that I was a friend she could finally be comfortable being naked around. I was frothing at the mouth seeing her pussy; but also appreciative she was being naked around me.
Unfortunately I was 100% in the friend zone so I never made a pass at her. She had by far a better body than any of the girls I dated or had seen naked. Soon after she started dating a guy who didn't like her walking around naked so much; so she stopped. But I'll never forget those naked times with her.